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I pass by, as I eye, my eye;
I see something nearer, nearer;
On the wall a reflection of myself, myself;
it isn't clear so, never clearer;
As I look upon the mirror, mirror;
Mirror polished metal or glass with an;
Amalgam back and as a TV I've gain weight, weight;
Look at my face I can see my soul in my eyes, eye;
Is this something that showing my true self, myself;
All I have is what I see what I reflex, relax;
And if I were to break this glass, my fears will last;
Thirteen years of bad luck, bad luck;
I see myself and in my reflection I say yuck-yuck;
I've been concaved, been convex;
All I have is my refection left;
Crystal and glass I can see myself, myself;
I'm  I pattern for limitation exemplar, exemplar;
As I continue to see myself in the mirror;
Your a faithful reflection of a true picture of myself
Mirror, Mirror



09/20/17
--for Craig Cornish  Mirror  Mirror Poetry Contest

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